Du Siyu only learned about this later.

The half-grown boy was helped out of the saloon - drunk.

I was still holding a stack of business cards in my arms and refused to let go, and I saw everyone calling "senior sister" and "senior sister".

He is a top student of Lake City Communication University, and his art major ranks first in China, basically the students are either rich or expensive, and it stands to reason that his "senior sister" should also be quite popular with Vanity Fair.

But none of the teachers present today are out of the same school.

It's just that this little young master is talking drunk.

When he came to the door the next day, he saw only two emaciated women.

Du Siyu was taken aback.

"What's wrong with your face?"

Yuan Yuan yawned to make way for him: "I came back yesterday and had a drink, and I went up as soon as I drank." ”

Of course, this is a lie, and whoever drank with only one swollen cheek was obviously beaten.

But Du Siyu had no doubts.

"Where's Senpai?"

"Wash up."

As soon as he entered Yuan Yuan's house, Du Siyu was startled again.

In a house of sixty or seventy square meters, the living room is naturally small.

There were more than a dozen beer bottles scattered on the coffee table, a pile of fried chicken takeaways, and puffed food unwrapped in bags, and potato chip residues all over the carpet.

Du Siyu frowned fiercely.

"Didn't Senior Sister eat enough last night? Her stomach wasn't very good when she was in college, and you guys drank so much wine in the middle of the night last night and ate this? ”

Yuan Yuan leaned lazily against the wall beside her, quite speechless.

"Fried chicken with wine, this is the way to decompress for adults."

Du Siyu's mouth opened and closed a few times, and in the end, he still scrupled about being in someone else's house and didn't speak again.

There was no place to sit on the sofa, so he automatically leaned against the corner, like a little milk dog that had just been brought home, not only with clear eyebrows and no lethality, but also well-behaved.

Yuan Yuan sighed and patted him on the shoulder, "I'll tell her and give you an extra point." ”

"What?"

Du Siyu didn't understand.

But in the next second, his desire to ask disappeared.

In the past three years, he has actually seen Xu Zhaozhao several times, but every time she follows Lu Yanzhi, wearing an expensive skirt and delicate makeup, her face is always light.

It is indeed beautiful, but it always carries an unapproachable misanthropic atmosphere, like a half-dead silk flower.

But now Xu Zhaozhao has no makeup, his facial features are exposed in front of him, and the morning light is shrouded, which is the purest and clearest appearance.

She wore an off-white short-sleeved dress, her hair was tied high in a ponytail, and her expression was soft.

He remembered the day he first entered school.

A girl came over and smiled and asked, "Classmate, are you a freshman who came to report?" ”

Something suddenly broke through the ground in his heart.

Later, he learned that this was the daughter of the Xu family, synonymous with the top Bai Fumei.

Who would have thought that everything would have changed in just a few years.

He didn't come back to his senses for too long, so Xu Zhaozhao had to stretch out his hand and shake it in front of his eyes.

"You're a little early."

In Yuan Yuan's playful smile, Du Siyu blushed, "That's ...... Ah yes. ”

Then he remembered what he had in his hand, "I brought you, ah no, breakfast for you." ”

While the two women were eating breakfast, Du Siyu sat next to him and asked, "Senior sister, you sent me a text message saying that you have a way to solve the problem of our venue?" What's the solution? ”

Xu Zhaozhao wiped his mouth.

Hide the stories that neither she nor Yuan Yuan can tell.

"Yesterday at the salon, I heard them mention a person's name."

"Who?"

"Cheng Mu." Xu Zhaozhao sighed heavily, "I heard someone say that Cheng Mu has returned from Beijing. ”